..REDNECK FAMILY TREE..
Many many years ago
when I was twenty three,
I got married to a widow
who was pretty as could be.
This widow had a grown-up daughter
who had hair of red.
My father fell in love with her,
and soon the two were wed.
This made my dad my son-in-law
And changed my very life.
My daughter was my mother
For she was my father's wife
To complicate the matters worse
Although it brought me joy
I soon became the father
Of a bouncing baby boy
My little baby then became
A brother-in-law to dad
And so became my uncle
Though it made me very sad
For if he was my uncle
Then that also made him brother
To the widow's grown-up daughter
Who, of course, was my step-mother
Father's wife then had a son
Who kept them on the run
And he became my grandson
For he was my daughter's son.
My wife is now my mother's mother
And it makes me blue
Because, although she is my wife
She is my grandma too.
If my wife is my grandmother
Then I am her grandchild
And every time I think of it
It simply drives me wild
For now I have become
The strangest case you ever saw
As the husband of my grandmother
I am my own grandpa